The Bay Bridge

Every bit of sunshine

Every particle of light

Can be captured on a portable mirror

And be manipulated into

Arrays of tiny dots

 

With every dial turned

And every button pushed

Waves of light are transmitted and received

Burned into plates

And preserved in a

Methodical grid

A pattern of perfection

 

I look on the ground and see a tiny puddle

You see a pool of concentric circles

A glistening portal into space and time

 

I look to the sky and see some clouds

You see the feathery wings of an angel

The billowy flaxen tresses of a maiden

 

You see the world through a pinhole screen

And capture images like floating dreams

 

----A poem written for me by my wife----

 

Nikon D300s + Tokina 11-16mm f/2.8

 

Explored! Thank you! ^_^

Done